I obviously got distracted by something shiny and pretty. Or looked like my couch. Alas, I'm still thinking over what I'd like to do with the decor in here.....

I'm just at work oday and in about 45 minutes I'll be heading out to meet Nadine - whom I haven't seen for 15ish years but with whom I used to go dancing with back in the ol' Carlton/Tudor House Pub days. Given the last couple of weeks I've had, I could use a dance or two. And, you know, I haven't danced since..... last July.

Jeff is currently at the Port Dover Friday the 13th Bash , wherein 50,000 motorbikes and 150,000 people descend upon the poor little town of Port Dover, ON (pop. 6,000) to party it up for four days.

He was still alive 6 hours ago. Right now, that's the only important thing (for many reasons I won't go into here). I've had a rough couple weeks with all sorts of things pinging around in my head around all kinds of fears I've got about relationships and he's under so much stress that I've been low on his radar. Some solid advice from my friends Marjorie and Steve helped immensely to set me to rights.

Well, about as right as a woman who has no recent (read 20 years) experience in negotiating a long term relationship, let alone one as unique as this.